Of whom ye of Ulster boast,
What man e'er stout foe hath faced,
Will fend him from Erin's men!"
Fergus:
"Howe'er young the Hound thou seest,
That Murthemne's Plain doth course,
That man hath not stood on earth
Whom he'd crush not with his might!"
Medb:
"We will bring this warrior terms;